Glastonbury Festival - Did you hear about the suicidal dyslexic?

Did you hear about the suicidal dyslexic?

29 Jun 2003

Nestled just around the corner from the Fire & Dance Stage you’ll find the secondhand joke shop. Here you can groan, guffaw, or titter like a schoolgirl as you trade up your old jokes for new ones. (And let’s face it, your repertoire good use a little refreshing).

“This a drunken idea in a pub, that somehow was never stopped from becoming a reality,” explains Mike, one of the four staff. “It’s the worst business I’ve ever been involved with. Secondhand jokes. Ridiculous. We haven’t made any money at all. But we’re having a laugh.”

And there’s a steady stream of clientele.

“Did you hear about the dyslexic devil worshipper who sold his soul to Santa?” offers Mike to one customer, having consulted his directory of stock. “Did YOU here about the dyslexic pimp who bought a warehouse?” the bloke retorts. “That’s nothing,” says a fellow browsing the racks of knock-knock gags. “You both should hear about the suicidal dyslexic who shat himself.”

And so on and so and so on.

If you have half an hour to spare, come and buy indulge in some secondhand jokes. They’re gluten-free, involve no sweatshop labour, and won’t lead to you prancing naked around the stone circle waving a cucumber.

Did you hear about the suicidal dyslexic?

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